(ESTABLISHING SHOT: Middleton High School)
(Cut to the hallway. A line of kids stand along a wall, waiting by a door with a small sign taped onto it, reading: "Auditions")
(Cut to the interior of the room. KIM sits at a small table. AMELIA stands in front of the table)
KIM: Great, Amelia. I'll get in touch.
(AMELIA walks off. KIM writes something on a piece of paper)
KIM: Next!
(JILL walks through the door)
JILL: Hey, Kim.
KIM: Hey, Jill. You've got a monologue ready?
JILL: Yeah.
KIM: Okay, let's hear it.
(JILL collects herself, preparing herself for what must be a very emotional piece she is about to perform. She stares at the wall behind KIM and sighs. She is ready)
JILL: (Clears her throughout) "You know what I noticed in Jedi?"
(Cut to the hallway. RON is waiting on the line. Behind him stands JUNIOR)
JUNIOR: Man, this line's moving so slow. We've been waiting forever. Things need to pick up.
RON: Hey, these things take time. You've got to give them time to do it right.
JUNIOR: Yeah, but you wouldn't think it's that complicated. You walk in, you find a seat and you're done.
RON: What?
JUNIOR: I'm just saying that seating people for the assembly shouldn't take this long.
RON: Um, there isn't any assembly today.
JUNIOR: There isn't?
RON: No, this is auditions for the school play.
JUNIOR: Woah. My bad.
(JUNIOR walks off)
(Cut to the interior of the room. JILL has just finished her monologue)
KIM: Very, um, interesting monologue, Jill. I'll get it touch.
JILL: Thanks, Kim. Snoogans!
(JILL leaves)
KIM: (To herself) "Snoogans"? (Shrugs and writes on her piece of paper) Next!
(RON walks in)
KIM: Hi, Ron, you have a monologue.
RON: If I say "no" am I automatically exempt?
KIM: No. You're trying out for this whether you like it or not.
RON: Oh come on!
KIM: Ron, just try. You might not even get a part.
RON: Is that a promise?
KIM: Here. (Tosses a copy of the script at him) Just read this. And please just try!
(RON catches the script)
RON: Fine. (Clears through, reads, giving it everything he's got) I hate it when they show these movies on TV. They cut out all the good stuff. Like now, why'd they have to cut out that awesome shot when the shark bites into Quint? Great part of the movie, completely gone from the TV cut. It sucks.
KIM: Very good. I'll get in touch.
RON: What do you mean "get in touch"? We're almost always together.
KIM: Sorry, it's habbit. I've been saying it all day. See you later.
(RON leaves)
(KIM writes on her piece of paper)
KIM: Next!
(Cut to a street. A sewer lid tips up, and GILL looks out. After a moment he goes back into the sewer)
(Cut to the sewer. GILL studies a map)
GILL: Man! I'm off by a few miles. I knew I should have made a left turn at Albuquerque. (Looks at map) Wait! I can cut through here and be in Middleton tomorrow. Excellent. You've gained a day, squeeb. After that you're mine.
(Cut to the hallway. A line of kids stand along a wall, waiting by a door with a small sign taped onto it, reading: "Auditions")
(Cut to the interior of the room. KIM sits at a small table. AMELIA stands in front of the table)
KIM: Great, Amelia. I'll get in touch.
(AMELIA walks off. KIM writes something on a piece of paper)
KIM: Next!
(JILL walks through the door)
JILL: Hey, Kim.
KIM: Hey, Jill. You've got a monologue ready?
JILL: Yeah.
KIM: Okay, let's hear it.
(JILL collects herself, preparing herself for what must be a very emotional piece she is about to perform. She stares at the wall behind KIM and sighs. She is ready)
JILL: (Clears her throughout) "You know what I noticed in Jedi?"
(Cut to the hallway. RON is waiting on the line. Behind him stands JUNIOR)
JUNIOR: Man, this line's moving so slow. We've been waiting forever. Things need to pick up.
RON: Hey, these things take time. You've got to give them time to do it right.
JUNIOR: Yeah, but you wouldn't think it's that complicated. You walk in, you find a seat and you're done.
RON: What?
JUNIOR: I'm just saying that seating people for the assembly shouldn't take this long.
RON: Um, there isn't any assembly today.
JUNIOR: There isn't?
RON: No, this is auditions for the school play.
JUNIOR: Woah. My bad.
(JUNIOR walks off)
(Cut to the interior of the room. JILL has just finished her monologue)
KIM: Very, um, interesting monologue, Jill. I'll get it touch.
JILL: Thanks, Kim. Snoogans!
(JILL leaves)
KIM: (To herself) "Snoogans"? (Shrugs and writes on her piece of paper) Next!
(RON walks in)
KIM: Hi, Ron, you have a monologue.
RON: If I say "no" am I automatically exempt?
KIM: No. You're trying out for this whether you like it or not.
RON: Oh come on!
KIM: Ron, just try. You might not even get a part.
RON: Is that a promise?
KIM: Here. (Tosses a copy of the script at him) Just read this. And please just try!
(RON catches the script)
RON: Fine. (Clears through, reads, giving it everything he's got) I hate it when they show these movies on TV. They cut out all the good stuff. Like now, why'd they have to cut out that awesome shot when the shark bites into Quint? Great part of the movie, completely gone from the TV cut. It sucks.
KIM: Very good. I'll get in touch.
RON: What do you mean "get in touch"? We're almost always together.
KIM: Sorry, it's habbit. I've been saying it all day. See you later.
(RON leaves)
(KIM writes on her piece of paper)
KIM: Next!
(Cut to a street. A sewer lid tips up, and GILL looks out. After a moment he goes back into the sewer)
(Cut to the sewer. GILL studies a map)
GILL: Man! I'm off by a few miles. I knew I should have made a left turn at Albuquerque. (Looks at map) Wait! I can cut through here and be in Middleton tomorrow. Excellent. You've gained a day, squeeb. After that you're mine.